Zhao Ziliang had a smooth discussion with Wu Daqijin of the Nusuibiwu tribe on maintaining the smooth flow of the Silk Road, ensuring its safety, and striving to make the Silk Road prosperous.
It can be seen that these tribal leaders still know the importance.
After all, in the face of huge interests , everyone has to be tempted, and hatred and everything else have to be put aside for the time being.
After two days of detailed discussions, Zhao Ziliang and Wuda Qijin reached an agreement on various issues and signed relevant agreements.
They also killed cattle and sheep to make an oath.
If anyone violates the agreement, he will be punished by other tribes and A joint attack by the Suiye Dudu Mansion of the Tang Dynasty.
After sending away these jins, Zhao Ziliang sent people to Qiuci Town and Shule Town to post notices, telling all business travelers traveling between the Western Regions and the Tang Dynasty that the northern line of the Silk Road had settled down, and the tribes and towns along the way had reached an agreement.
In order to maintain the security and stability of the northern Silk Road, no towns will collect additional taxes in addition to the relevant taxes stipulated, and we will severely crack down on smuggling, bandits and horse bandits to ensure the safety of business travelers on the Silk Road.
Everything that needs to be done has been done, but it will take some time to see the effect.
Two days later, Zheng San came to find Zhao Ziliang.
"Brother Liang" Zhao Ziliang, who was thinking about something with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and saw it was Zheng San, and said: "Oh, just find a stool and sit on it.
Why don't you come to me?"
Zheng San found a chair and sat down and said: "Brother Liang, many people in our army came from the mainland.
They are not used to eating cheese, milk tea and other foods here, but they want to buy them here."
It’s not easy to get wheat, corn, rice and other grains.
You have to go to Kucha Town and Shule Town to buy them, but the distance there is really inconvenient.
I came here and wanted to discuss how to solve this problem with Brother Liang.”
This is really a question.
Zhao Ziliang thought for a while and asked: "So, are the other soldiers in the army accustomed to eating rice, wheat and millet?"
Zheng San said: "That's no problem.
Our Tang Dynasty sells a lot of grain to surrounding tribes every year.
They should be used to it."
After thinking for a moment, Zhao Ziliang said: "In addition to pastures, there are many hilly areas and hillsides that are not suitable for grazing that can be reclaimed to grow food.
Take the time to look for them.
Anyway, the land in the surrounding areas is now empty.
It belongs to us and we can open up wasteland at will.
As long as it is suitable for planting, we will open it up."
"This is feasible."
Zheng San nodded, and said: "Then how to solve the problem of labor?
We can't let the soldiers go to open up wasteland.
Now the recruits are still in the training stage, and they can't stop.
Li Fei Yuan Li's thousand spirits You have to be responsible for safety while riding, and you can’t move.”
Zhao Ziliang said: "This is easy to solve.
Take five thousand people from the prisoners and let them go to open up wasteland and cultivate the land.
As for the guards, send me and all the generals' retinues to guard and oversee the work.
If there is anyone who is dishonest, don't do it."
Be polite and kill them all.
There must be no compromise on the treatment of the prisoners.
They must not have the slightest intention of resistance.
The remaining prisoners should be allowed to stay in the city and continue to build the city according to the plan."
"Okay, I'll do it then."
Zheng San stood up and prepared to walk out.
Zhao Ziliang persuaded him: "It's time to have dinner soon.
Let's go before we finish.
I'll ask Mrs.
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Wang to cook some more dishes.
We two brothers will have two drinks tonight."
Zheng San happily agreed: "Okay, I'll have a meal at Brother Liang's place tonight."
The dinner was very sumptuous, including fish, meat and exquisite stir-fries.
The staple food was pancakes and a bowl of egg and vegetable soup.
It was really difficult to get the rice that Zhao Ziliang wanted to eat here, so he could only eat the flour that he was used to. .
There were a dozen large pancakes placed in front of Zhao Ziliang.
Considering his appetite, these pancakes were not enough.
To be full, he would have to eat several kilograms of meat.
The bowl was filled with wine.
The unfiltered wine looked a little turbid, but it exuded a strong aroma.
Mrs.
Wang Chen Qingying came over with the last bowl of fried peas and put it on the table and was about to leave.
Zhao Ziliang stopped her and said, "You can stay and eat together, and also call Zhiyun over to eat together."
Chen Qingying hesitated for a moment, then agreed: "No" Chen Qingying, mother and daughter, have moved from General Pei City and are still responsible for Zhao Ziliang's life.
Zhao Ziliang is extremely busy all day long.
It is also a big problem that no one is responsible for his life.
It is difficult to find a reliable person for a while.
He couldn't find it, so he acquiesced to Chu Ge's arrangement.
Chu Ge was both the captain of the guard and Zhao Ziliang's housekeeper.
Mother and daughter ate their meal carefully without saying a word.
This was one of the only times they had eaten together with Zhao Ziliang.
Zhao Ziliang and Zheng San were drinking wine and eating vegetables while talking about military and political affairs.
Halfway through dinner, Zheng San remembered something.
He took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to Zhao Ziliang and said, "By the way, Bi Sichen sent someone from Diazhuang City to deliver it.
He said it was delivered from the capital."
Zhao Ziliang took it and looked at it.
His name was written beautifully on the envelope.
He was drinking wine and eating.
Zhao Ziliang put it on the table casually and waited until he finished eating.
After taking a few bites of pancakes, Zhao Ziliang said to Zheng San: "Currently, the Governor's Office is almost on the right track.
All government and military affairs are being handled in an orderly manner.
In another month, the entire Suiye City will be completed as planned, not to mention Brother Liang.
If I don’t take care of you, business in the south of the city will definitely pick up in the future.
I’ll write you a note later.
You can use it to buy one or two restaurants or inns, or buy a few shops along the street.
Later, when prices increase, you can sell them or rent them out.
When you get married and have children, you will have to spend money to eat, drink and have sex. , Save more now, and you won’t have to worry about it in the future.
But I have to tell you first, you can’t touch a single cent of the money that passes through your hands.”
Zheng San quickly said: "Brother Liang, don't you know who I am?
Don't worry, I know the severity."
After drinking and eating, Zheng San took the special note written by Zhao Ziliang and left.
Zhao Ziliang was lying on the bed with an oil lamp and a volume of military books, reading attentively.
Zhao Ziliang is very familiar with ancient Chinese military thought.
There are also such books circulated among the general families, and they are even available in the market.
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However, he is not familiar with the specific formation of troops on the battlefield.
He is very proficient.
What Zhao Ziliang is holding now is a military manual on how to specifically arrange troops.
This kind of military manual is generally in the hands of general families and rarely spread outside.
These military books are all summed up by generals with combat experience based on their own practice and exploration.
Zhao Ziliang read the book of war attentively.
He would take a certain amount of time every night to study the military knowledge of this era, and then compare it with the military knowledge he had learned and seen in later generations.
At this time, Chen Qingying, who was clearing away the dishes, whispered: "Master, I haven't read your letter yet.
Where did I leave it for you?"
When Zhao Ziliang heard this, he remembered that he hadn't read the letter from Chang'an yet.
He remembered that Chen Qingying seemed to be literate, so he said, "Oh, you seem to be literate.
Read it to me and I'll listen."
Chen Qingying hesitated for a moment before opening the envelope, taking out the letter paper from inside, unfolding it and reading: "General Ziliang's Taijian, Yu Zi left Dihuaan City and went all the way from Qiuci Town, Yanqi Town, Shazhou, entered Yumen Pass to Dunhuang , and then returned to Chang'an via Hexi and Longyou."
After only hearing these few sentences, Zhao Ziliang knew who was writing the letter.
It was written by Cen Shen from Chang'an.
Before Cen Shen left, he had said that he would return to Chang'an to take the imperial examination.
Listening to Chen Qingying continue reading, sure enough, Cen Shen participated in this year's Qiuwei competition and was lucky enough to win the second-class Jinshi.
Although the ranking was not too high, it was considered good.
He is now in Chang'an waiting for an official appointment from the Ministry of Civil Affairs.
After Chen Qingying finished reading, Zhao Ziliang sighed: "Master Cen is indeed a talented and learned man, and he passed the Jinshi examination in one try."
Chen Qingying couldn't help but ask: "Who is Mr.
Cen?"
Zhao Ziliang smiled and said: "Master Cen's great-grandfather was the prime minister of the Taizong Dynasty.
Last year he came to Anxi to travel.
I have a little friendship with him.
We are fellow townsmen."
"That's it," Chen Qingying said, walking over and handing the letter paper and envelope to Zhao Ziliang, "Master, here's a letter for you."
Zhao Ziliang didn't look up, and reached out to take it, but he didn't want to hold Chen Qingying's hand.
The hand was very smooth, not at all like the hands of a woman who was nearly thirty years old.
"Uh."
Zhao Ziliang felt something was wrong.
He quickly raised his head and let go before taking over the letter paper and envelope.
Chen Qingying was touched, but her face turned red with embarrassment.
Although there is no degree of incompatibility between men and women after the Song Dynasty, the defense between men and women is also very serious.
After Zhao Ziliang took away the letter, she quickly complained and left in a panic.
Zhao Ziliang looked at Chen Qingying's panicked back and suddenly felt that this mature woman seemed to have a bit of a different flavor.
He subconsciously shouted: "Mrs.
Wang, bring me some foot washing water."
Chen Qingying paused after hearing this, and then left even more panicked.
Not long after, footsteps sounded outside the door.
Zhao Ziliang, who couldn't read at all, looked up and saw Chen Qingying's daughter Wang Zhiyun coming in with a basin of water.
"Master, I'm here to wash your feet."
Zhao Ziliang was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but said: "Where is your mother?"
Realizing that his question was too obvious, Zhao Ziliang immediately made up for it: "Look at your body, it can be blown over by a gust of wind, and it is swaying even if you carry a basin of water.
Your mother is really like this, how can you let you do this?"
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What about farming?
You are growing tall now, so you need to eat more, look at you, you are such a little one."
Wang Zhiyun couldn't help but said: "Wherever the Nu family is younger, you are only two or three years older than the Nu family."
"You are small everywhere."
Zhao Ziliang smiled and shook his head.
Wang Zhiyun, who was squatting on the ground, lifted Zhao Ziliang's feet and took off her boots and smelly socks.
She couldn't help but wrinkle her nose due to the fumes.
She put Zhao Ziliang's feet into the wooden basin and rubbed them with her little hands.
Suddenly she came out.
He said: "Are you attracted to my mother?"
Zhao Ziliang, who was drinking water from a teacup, heard this and spat out on the spot, "Pfft, cough, cough, you kid, why are you talking nonsense?"
Although he said this, Zhao Ziliang was a little surprised in his heart that Wang Zhiyun, a little girl, could be so sensitive at such a young age.
It seemed that she should not be regarded as a little girl anymore.
She has grown up and knows everything she should know.
I know, it’s just that the body bones haven’t grown fully yet
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